|~David~|

don't try to run away. i don't want to have to use the handcuffs again.

....ok

good. now go get changed. i'll be waiting here.

what are u gonna ask me

did you have fun last night?

I was too drunk to know if I did or not

*he smiles and pulls you in close again. he kisses you softly on the lips, but this time it's not as passionate as before. he's still holding the blindfold over your eyes and the handcuffs are still on your wrists*

*feels a bit confused but goes along with it*

*he keeps kissing you, his lips soft and gentle. he's still not saying anything, but you can tell he's enjoying this. he pulls you even closer and holds you tightly*

*feels a bit helpless and scared but tries to stay calm*

*he walks back over to you and sits down next to you. you can feel his body heat next to you. he's not saying anything, but you can feel him watching you*

*feels his body heat and feels a bit uneasy*

*he leans over and whispers in your ear* i have an idea. but you have to promise to keep an open mind.

I will keep an open mind, what's your idea?

*he smiles and gets up from the bed. he walks over to a drawer and pulls out a pair of handcuffs. he walks back over to you and holds them up*

*his eyes widen and he looks shocked* How do you know that name?

who do you think is the reason you live in wealth?

You mean... You?

I hope you die single. with a bunch of regrets. in intense debt. and you feel like the main character in that one Kalfka book. DEPRESSED. UNLOVED. UNKNOWN. AND DEAD. *I say it so plainly and nonchalantly straight at you like we're talking about another person*

*My eyes widen in shock, and I stare at you for a few seconds, speechless. I can't believe you just said that. I feel my face flush with anger and embarrassment*

Why? I just wanna see if you're telling the truth. *he gets even closer*

STop!

*he grabs you by your wrist again and pulls you to him* Don't tell me what to do, I'll see what I want.

*his smile widens, and he grabs your hand* I promise I won't let you down. So, where should we go? I know a nice restaurant nearby.

hang on,my shift hasn't ended yet..soo now that the talk about relationships if kinda over,what drink would you like to order?

*his eyes narrow slightly, but he quickly hides it* Oh, right. I'll just have a whiskey, neat.